If it is said that the Qianyuan Dynasty which state has the broadest terrain, Yongzhou deserves to be the first place, Yongzhou includes five county towns, one river and two rivers are not more than waves, the three famous mountains are full of immortal energy, there is the legend that the Tsing Yi River split by a sword of the immortal crosses and flows into the sea, and then there is the name of the ancestral court of the Taiyue Wudang Taoist resounding all over the world.

Although the three mountains in the state are famous for Taiyue Wudang Zhuyu, the other two majestic mountains are also rare fairy mansions in the world, among which Hanyang Lushan is the most dusty.

The surrounding people also call it Kuanglu Mountain, there is a lake in the east of the north pillow river, it can be said that the town arrives at the Jiujiang Holding Open Plain, the Ze of Peng Li is beautiful in the mountains and rivers, if it is said that Taiyue Wudang is famous for the beautiful glazed scenery of the mountain, then Hanyang Lushan is worthy of the majestic scenery of the curtain curtain waterfall, the rapids and the hanging waterfall are unparalleled in the world, there are literati who like to seek seclusion and explore the seclusion all over the Lushan pen under the light ink and strong affection of the rendering Kuanglu water potential, there are 14 places in the mountain, there are 18 springs and streams, the hanging waterfall that rushes like thunder is the most popular in the mountain, among which the dangerous peaks and strange stones and waterfalls are combined with the three stacks of spring waterfalls that are the most loved by the literatiFor thousands of years, I don't know how many literati who have moved the world have left pen and ink because of this waterfall, and the world is called "less than three stacks of springs, not counting Lushan guests." ’

Out of the three stacks of springs, you can look up at the main peak of Hanyang in the middle of the heavy mountain peaks towering into the clouds, the Hanyang peak is nearly a thousand zhang high like the sword of heaven and man splitting and chiseling, standing between heaven and earth, there is a galloping river at the foot, you can see the stars on the side when you climb to the top, there is a stone platform on the top of Hanyang Peak, the name is Han Balcony, according to the anecdotal talk, this platform is here again since the opening of the world, in ancient times, there are people who live here to avoid floods.

Then the world out of a vast ancient and modern water control emperor, then climb the Han balcony in front of the stone cliff to watch the waves of the river of the moat, now the seeker can climb to the top can overlook the river rolling eastward, near the Peng Li Lake water waves are vast, look down on the mountains at the foot of the continuous, quite feel the mountains and rivers magnificent, the weather is thousands.

Originally, there were many miraculous rumors mixed with the body of Hanyang Lushan in a thousand years ago was officially respected as the immortal mansion, a thousand years ago there was a gentleman Kuang, riding a donkey into the mountain alchemy and cultivating the Tao, thirty years later in the mountain epiphany of the way of heaven, waving his hand to attract the stone pillar outside the sky, Kuang vulgar immortal with a sword as a pen, on the stone pillar to write down the four words of 'Dahan Yang Peak' after the feather flying immortal, later generations have a great sage for the immortal Mobao to continue the couplet.

Shanglian is "where does the peak fly from, Hanyang, it is the soul of Chu Yu"

The next link is "I want to go back by the wind, the vast Yu traces, and I may stay for Sangtian"

It is precisely because Kuangxian flies here that the people call this place Kuanglu Mountain, and because of the name of Hanyang Peak, it is called Hanyang Lushan.

Seven hundred years ago, the first emperor came to Kuanglu Mountain to see the mountains and rivers because of the summer boredom, and felt that the climate here was pleasant and the scenery was beautiful, so he gave the imperial pen Luyang County.

Yongzhou Luyang County is built on the mountain, more than ten miles out of the city is the shallow mountain dense forest of Hanyang Lushan, so every year to come to Kuanglu Mountain to have a glimpse of the beautiful scenery of foreign tourists are indispensable to rest in the city.

Yongzhou is the southern Xinjiang of the Qianyuan Dynasty, facing each other from the north to the south of Xiongzhou, compared with the north, the winter of Yongzhou is not considered a winter, not to mention the slightest snow, not to mention the vegetation and grass and trees, but still green, not to see the withered state, the occasional cold is just a dripping winter night rain, do not feel the cold but in the winter there is a bit of intriguing quietness.

In winter, there is an endless stream of tourists who come here to be greedy for some warmth, and on a former Chaogu street in the north of Luyang County, a sour and dirty monk swaggers along the road with a wine gourd, ignoring the disgusted looks of the people around him.

The old monk walked with his hands in his hands, carrying the dried wine gourd in his hand, looking at the surrounding scenery greedily, he didn't know what little song he was singing vaguely, and found a spacious mansion to sit on the ground with a white jade lion in front of the door, stretched out his hand to buckle his toes, looked up at the sky, and let the winter sun shine on his body, which was extremely comfortable.

This was originally the ancestral home of a Xiucai family, ten years ago the old Xiucai family fell in the middle of the road, had to sell the ancestral industry, three into the garden rockery veranda are Seiko, the goldfish pond before and after some feng shui mysteries, a lot of furniture in the hall from everyone's handwriting, the sale of the news came out, Luyang County many rich gentry flocked to the price, seeing that the price was almost returned, the silver ticket contract was placed on the table, to sign has not yet been signed, I don't know where a plain clothes of the old man appeared, took out an egg-sized night pearl pressed on the deed, the rich gentry present widened their eyes and couldn't believe it, the mother, that is the night pearl, a rare treasure in the worldIn recent years, the imperial court's control over these treasures is not as strong as before, if it was placed in Emperor Tang Hui forty years ago, such a big night pearl can be changed into a three-grade official uniform.

That night, the old man in plain clothes held a tablet written in red cinnabar, dressed in bloody green clothes, and lived in the house with a broken knife.

The old man surnamed Xie in plain clothes, lived in this Luyang County for ten years, found more than ten domestic slave employees to dot the courtyard, usually bored in the courtyard to hang out and make wine, rarely go out and walk around, everything should be taken care of by the housekeeper Xie Zhong, ten years of Luyang people have seen the Lushan lineup of the Xie family, but I know that it is an extremely generous old man.

There were two house slave doormen standing in front of the Xie Mansion, and there were few visitors to the Xie Mansion for a year, but the master instructed that the doormen did not dare not stand, so they could only stay drowsy in this bitter winter.

A breeze passed, rolling up a sour smell and rushing to the mouth and nose of the doorman, the original sleeper suddenly came to the spirit, held back the surging feeling of nausea in the abdomen and looked out of the house, only to see a sloppy monk leaning on the white jade lion in front of the door to bask in the sun, open chest and open arms, covered in oil and mud.

The only rule for Xie Fu to find a house slave is to be kind, don't bully the weak, plus the old man is kind on weekdays, in this Luyang County, the Xie family is famous for his good temper, the doorman saw the monk dressed like this and thought it was a poor monk who came to turn into a relationship, so he stepped forward and said: "Master monk, go to the back door of the relationship, and I will go to the kitchen to find some food for you." ”

This man had good intentions, but who knew that compassion would cause harm, and the sloppy monk raised his head and scolded without any appreciation: "Bullshit, dare to let grandpa eat your family's leftovers? ”

The doorman who suffered from the unjustified disaster said angrily: "Hey, you monk is so unreasonable, how can any monk ask for wine?"

The sloppy monk said unreasonably: "No matter, grandpa, I walked 2,000 miles to come to you to drink." ”

The doorman said angrily: "No, if you dare to spill again, you won't even have leftovers." ”

The sloppy monk rolled on the ground and shouted: "There is no heavenly reason, they bully the monk and don't give the monk wine to drink, is there any royal law in this world?"

The pedestrians on the road are unknown, so I saw a dirty and smelly monk splashing and rolling at the door of the house, wailing and wailing, and felt fresh, and several idlers stopped to watch and point.

Xie Zhong, the chief housekeeper of the Xie Mansion, was attracted by the noise of the mansion gate, and went out of the mansion and asked, "What's the matter?"

The scolded doorman said helplessly: "I don't know where a crazy monk came from nowhere, he has to drink, and if he doesn't give it, he will roll around." ”

The housekeeper Xie Zhong couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw the monk's crazy appearance and said, "What kind of system, give him a pot of wine, and coax him away." ”

"Huh. The doorman answered, turned around and went down the steps, forcibly endured the sour smell on the monk's body, and said with a smile: "Master, you complain about me, I'll give you wine." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the wine gourd in the monk's hand.

The monk sat up from the ground, hid the wine gourd behind him, glanced at the palm of the doorman's hand, and said in disgust: "Fuck off, you dare to touch grandpa's wine gourd with such dirty hands?"

The doorman was stunned by the monk's words, and lowered his head to compare the palms of the two, although his complexion is darker, but how can you monk be cheeky and say that others are dirty?

The old monk saw that the doorman was speechless for a while, and asked lazily, "What kind of wine do you want to give grandpa?"

The doorman didn't care about talking to the old monk, and said with a smile: "Put on a good burning knife, three coins and a pot." ”

The old monk raised his eyebrows, opened his mouth and scolded: "Bah, fool your grandfather? Grandpa wants to drink the white water glutinous brewed by your old man Xie." ”

"Where did the mad monk come from, and he was blown away with a stick. "The housekeeper Xie Zhong is also a believer in Buddhism, and he is kind to the monks who come to turn into a relationship, but this crazy monk is too ignorant of what to do, and he doesn't say anything and speaks presumptuously, and he shouted lightly in anger for a while.

When the house slaves on both sides heard that they picked up the long hardwood sticks and went straight to the crazy monk, they were about to hit the monk with sticks, and a thick voice came from the courtyard.

"Stand down. ”

When the housekeeper Xie Zhong heard this, he turned around and saluted: "Master, this monk..."

"It doesn't matter. The voice of the old man of the Xie family is as dull as water, burly figure, age of sixtieth birthday, dressed in plain robes, hair like snow, and his face is hung with the deep complexion of the ancient well all the year round, and he slowly walked out of the garden.

When the old monk saw the old man of the Xie family come forward, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said in a strange manner: "Okay, you Xie Wuliang, I thought you didn't know that the monk was coming." ”

Seeing the monk's ridiculous appearance, Xie Wuliang smiled helplessly and said, "You crazy man, enter the mansion, don't embarrass me outside." ”

The monks in this world are afraid that they are not dressed like this except for him, Ji Rong stood up and patted the dust behind him, slowly walked up the steps, and snorted coldly: "Your old man came out early and asked me to be like this?"

Walking in front of Xie Zhong, he said indifferently: "This kid's hands are quite clean, and he will give his grandfather a pot of white water." After saying that, he threw the wine gourd in his hand to Xie Zhong, and Xie Zhong hurriedly took the greasy wine gourd with a distorted expression.

The sloppy monk followed the master of the Xie family into the courtyard, leaving behind a sour smell and a group of slaves of the Xie family who looked at each other in a daze.

"The butler's hands are cleaner than mine?" muttered the doorman in a whisper.

Xie Zhong, the housekeeper holding the dirty gourd in his hand, scolded with a dark face: "Get out." ”

A group of domestic slaves scattered as birds and beasts, and the voice of the sloppy monk faintly came from the second courtyard:

"Okay, old man Xie, you found such a place to retire, you will really fucking enjoy it. ”